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Shakespeare’s King John 3.4.108-9
The Sun moves into the Tropical Zodiac Sign os Aries on March 19, 2020 at 9:42 PM, more or less.
Aries is the sign of the Ram, marked by the spring’s constellation of its namesake. The spring equinox is a celebration when the days and nights are equal in length. Equal amount of light and dark, and that means — Spring Break! Aries is a cardinal, fire sign associated with the spring, and the planet Mars.
For the first time since Feb. 6, 1991, Saturn taps into Aquarius. Will only be there for a short time, just until July; it’s a precursor and overview. Like 1993, heading into 1994. Saturn tapped Aquarius. Makes one wonder how much of this we've seen before, right? Stay safe out there, the phones here are all sanitized for your protection.
Two theories abound. One suggests that this is the sort of new start you’ve been waiting for. Launch some project that will send your accolades into the stratosphere! Get it out there! Show the world what you’re made of! Then, as I toy with the numbers, and look at something besides just the position of the Sun and the Moon? There are other, lager factors at play. As Saturn shifts signs, this indicates a time to hold back on public displays. Not hold back on typical Aries fire, nor, for that matter, don’t hold back on the work itself. But the way you announce it? Maybe slow your roll, something in that area. Let the work speak for itself. Don’t tell us what you did, Aries, show us what you did by not saying a word. Let your actions and deeds speak for themselves. Might not get the attention you want, the recognition, and rewards you rightly deserve, but it does happen.
Poised on the edge of oblivion, looking over the edge? Into the abyss? What it looks like to some. Not really how I would read this, but then, I like the Uranian Influence, and Venus? She likes being in Taurus. Kind of her thing. There’s a gentle quaking underneath the Taurus feet, though, and what that feels like, to me? A passing lowrider with the volume, maybe the throbbing bass-line alone, pulsing into the concrete and the city street. What it feels like. What it means?
Dispute not with her, she is lunatic.
This advice varies from person to person, but in general? Time to grab a burger. I can’t eat the three-quarter pound, dripping patty of raw meat, just barely charred on the exterior anymore. I can eat it, but I prefer not, as it is way too much for me. As a much younger man, with a younger man’s physique, I could devour such a meal. Lettuce, pickles, tomato, raw onions, maybe a slice or two of cheese, and mustard, or mayo, or whatever sauce. Maybe none. One place, locally, does a righteous veggie burger, the great fake burger. Maybe one of those, for my vegan friends. Sure.
The best way I’ve seen the fries was an old place back in Austin, “Back in the day,” and they would have about three or four big potato slices, like a pickle spear? Only fried to crispy goodness, redolent in that stale kitchen grease flavor. Whatever the comfort food is? I was thinking of burgers, hey, in New Mexico? Probably Blake’s? Whatever the messy, greasy, possibly not all that healthy, but delightfully soul-quenching food that works? For me, the image is clearly a burger, but Pisces needs something at this time, to help assuage the beast within. Comfort food. It’s still Pisces birthday time, so food like this doesn’t count as “bad.” I still think of hamburger, double patty, mustard, onions, pickles, tomatoes, and — my secret ingredient? Jalapeño. That’s what I think of. Whatever yours is? I suggest it. The stars are so inclined.
Over the years, I’ve made a serious effort to stay abreast of technological changes. Paying for stuff with just a phone? Always was interesting to me, but one aspect I’m a little leery of, since, how well does one trust that kind of technology? Safe, secure, all tied to an e-mail address or phone number, or whatever? I’ve always liked cash. Some years back, while traveling and working, on the road, I did a little experiment, where the price was $36 credit card charge or $40 cash. This was more as a chance to showcase my ability to accept credit cards on the spot rather than any kind of psychological or sociological experiment. Been so long in the past, I don’t recall the outcome, but I didn’t have to make an extra trip to the bank, after that show. Yes, the processor takes a percentage, but I was learning a new way to conduct business. The other afternoon, at the grocery store, I had a couple of items, and I wanted to pay in cash.
And, by my soul, this pale and angry rose,
As cognizance of my blood-drinking hate,
Will I forever and my faction wear,
Until it wither with me to my grave,
Or flourish to the height of my degree.
Mercury goes direct March 9, around 9:48 PM, at 28 degrees of Aquarius. This occurs right after an annual Sun/Neptune alignment. Spooky, in a way. Synchronistic to some.
Some years, maybe a decade back, I was called in to be an expert. In the situation, it was a formal, business setting, I was to talk about technology. The challenge with technology? The actual steps to each device, and the function therein? That changes, almost daily. Or so it seems. What I try to do, when I teach astrology, is to teach process, rather than strict, linear delineations. There’s a strong similarity between the way I was lecturing about technology than one night, and the way I understand how the horoscopes work. Process, precious Pisces, process. We’re interested in the general skills required to get from where we are at, at this moment, to where we are headed, whenever that is. Stumbling across my old notes, thanks to Mercury in retrograde, I realized that the process I was teaching, even a decade back, that still applies, even to this day. Not about the individual steps to get from wherever “here” is to wherever “there” is, no, it’s about what general direction, what raw materials, and what steps are required. Directions, goals, understanding what’s up with whatever? It’s about process, dear Pisces, not the individual steps to get from wherever to whatever that Pisces birthday destination might be. To think, my notes are still good, even a decade later.
Process, precious Pisces, process.
One Shakespeare source I was listening to critiqued old, movie-versions of one of the plays. Big name actor, but the actor, in that role, did what the spurious critic called, “That 70’s style of Shakespeare acting.” The movie version was early 1970’s, so yes, the criticism fit. There was a style of theatre, present then, wherein the elocutions, the way the high-notes and low-ends of speeches were held longer, and the gestures were ever so much more grander.